[HP] Hogwarts students

"Shua—" As the heavy crimson curtain was lifted, bright sunlight poured in instantly, aiming directly at me lying on the bed. At that moment, I thought I saw the holy light.

"Kelly, there's a Ravenclaw girl Alison looking for you at the door of the lounge." Hermione lifted the quilt while shaking the butter-scented bread under my nose.

Smelling the craving aroma, I opened my eyes with difficulty, raised my head and bit the bagel.

"Don't take it easy just because it's the last weekend of Year [-]." Hermione looked at me bitterly, "We're going to add more lessons in Year [-], how can we make it in time if we don't preview now?"

The wheaty and buttery smell of the original bagel waking up my morning before Hermione ruined it.

I finished my bagel in two or three bites, got up and began to change my clothes, and answered casually.

"Then when I was in the third grade, wouldn't it be better to choose a few less sections?"

She shook her head helplessly, took out a few books from the bedside table, and left the bedroom.

After I changed my clothes, I picked up a bottle of hairdressing essential oil from the table, rubbed the palm of my hand to warm it up and spread it evenly on my hair, and then combed every strand of hair carefully with an airbag comb.

Since I met Sirius last time, I have started to pay attention to my hair style. Of course, it is because of my own hobbies, not for other reasons.

When I came downstairs to the lounge door, Alison had been standing there for a long time.When she saw me, she frowned and shook her head: "Don't tell me, you came back to see me after traveling to another world."

"I'm sorry." I smiled flatteringly, "It's Sunday morning, generally speaking, you won't see me before."

"This is what you want." She handed me a sealed jar of potion, "Why don't you ask Arya and the others to bring it for you? They also went to Hogsmeade yesterday."

"Well, this...you can't let them know about this." I quickly stuffed the potion into my coat pocket, "They belong to the same team. Although they will definitely keep it secret, there is no guarantee that there will be no loopholes."

"The most important thing is that Fred and George don't know you." I couldn't help showing a mysterious smile, "Even if you go to Zuko's Magic Joke Store to buy something, they will never be alert."

Alison raised her eyebrows, accepted 1 Sickle from my hand, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, genius. Then you go to your genius project, I have to go to the third greenhouse to help, goodbye."

I've been waiting for today for a long time. Although it used to be a small prank, but today, I have to give them a big one.

Merlin and God bless, I heard Wood was holding a pep rally for all the players last night, asking them to gather for training at five o'clock this morning.

Their training time is generally no less than 3 hours, and after the training, they have to take a shower and eat. The total time is enough for me to act.

Of course, this action plan cannot be completed by myself.So I specially invited a foreign aid.

"Come in!" Ron opened the door and beckoned me in cautiously.My eyes lit up, and I stooped and sneaked into their bedroom.

"Well, what's your plan? Can you tell me a little bit?" Ron asked curiously and excitedly.

"Not yet, when I succeed, you will have a good show." I smugly shook the potion bottle in my hand.

Once inside, I looked around at the boys' room.

It has the same structure as the girls' dormitory, but the indoor environment is quite different.There were messy clothes and socks piled on the floor, as well as many eaten snack packaging bags; the pillows on the bed were scattered here and there, and the quilt and blanket were dragged on the floor.

And for some reason, I smelled something burning in the air.

"... oh, we played Crackling and Exploding for a while last night." Ron walked nervously around his own bed, packing away some wrinkled shorts and socks.

"Oh." I forced a smile, and quickly focused my eyes on Harry's bed, which I recognized immediately.

Because the bedside table of this bed is full of Quidditch ornaments I gave, and there is my most familiar face beside the pillow-my little teddy bear Lily.

"Ha, it's so funny." Ron deliberately let out a dry laugh in order to alleviate the embarrassment, "Harry is already in the second grade, and he still needs the company of a teddy bear to sleep every night."

I smacked my lips: "That's the little bear I gave him, it used to sleep with me."

Ron: "...oh."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." I waved my hand, opened their bedroom door a little and looked out, "Which bedroom is Fred and George's? Are you sure there is no one in their room now?"

"Of course!" Speaking of this, he regained his energy. "Fred and George have already gone out for training. I have observed in the bedroom for a long time, and everyone else has left. Now their bedroom is empty."

I gave him a thumbs up, took a few deep breaths, opened the door and rushed to the bedroom. Fortunately, I got into Fred and George's room before the next door opened.

The environment of this dormitory is also similar. If Lee Jordan hadn't placed a transparent tank with spiders next to his bed, it would be hard for me to identify their beds—after all, they are all in a mess.

The Weasley twins piled their usual clothes at the end of the bed, and I picked out a few shirts and trousers and carefully poured the potion powder on them.

I also lifted their covers and spilled some on the bed just in case.I wanted to get some more into their socks, but I couldn't do it when I saw the crumpled gray sock.

I can assure you with my eyes that those socks are definitely not gray.

"Enjoy it." I rubbed my palms together, the corners of my mouth curled up completely uncontrollable.

After happily completing the penultimate step of the plan, I opened the door and walked out swaggeringly. After all, the only step I had left was to leave the boys' dormitory.

"...This training is still very effective, but I think the new training method may not be very suitable for each of you..."

"...Yeah, for example, when training starts..."

"...and the 2 hours of training... If Mrs. Hooch hadn't come, I think we'd still be eating ashes on the broom."

It was the voices of the Gryffindor players!I heard the conversation between Wood and the Weasley brothers, and couldn't help swallowing.

The narrow corridor ahead was blessed with sunshine, and as long as they walked around the stairs, they could see me. A girl stood stupidly in the corridor of the boys' dormitory.

The situation was threatening, I immediately turned around and broke open the door of Ron's bedroom and slipped in.He was sitting on the carpet studying the new wizard chess book, when he saw me barging in again, he couldn't help but froze: "What happened?"

"They're back." I mouthed him, and then walked around the room like a duck with scalded feet, "What should I do? Once they come back, I won't find the time to go out."

"Let me hide first." My eyes searched the bedroom, and I first opened the curtain to hide inside.

"You're so obvious! I can see the curtains bulging all over here, and your feet!" shouted Ron, and he reached out and pulled me out, thinking about stuffing me into their little wardrobe .

I took a closer look at the small closet and, let's just say, if I were the height and build of a 6-year-old, it would be more than enough to get in.And now?I couldn't help but shake off Ron's hand: "Are you crazy? You want to divide me into several pieces and stuff them in?"

The boys' voices were getting closer, and I could already hear them walking outside the door.

"...Little Ronnie is alone in the room now?..."

"Ha, I don't know what he's doing.  …"

Ron and I looked at each other in horror, and he quickly said in a breathy voice: "If your plan is exposed, never say that I pointed you to the door."

I rolled my eyes, and my eyes rolled around, hesitated for a few seconds and decided to go to the old place - under the bed.

As soon as I lifted Ron's bed sheet, he slapped me: "No!" He nervously covered the bed sheet, but I still saw the grand scene underneath, including the dirty clothes he had just picked up.

The handle of the bedroom door had already been turned around, and I let out a sigh of relief, so I had no choice but to turn around and slide the shovel under Harry's bed, and when the sheets blown by the wind fell slowly, the door was opened.

"What are you doing in your bedroom alone?" one of the twins asked.

"Er...none of your business," Ron stammered, his nervous end trembling.

"Oh Fred, it looks like our little brother has grown up too," said George.

"Yes, George. Are you saying we should write to Mom and ask her to send me some extra changes of underwear?" Fred said, holding back a laugh.

I heard Ron throw something over it in anger and hit someone: "Don't say these are useless! Get out!"

"Ouch! Ron? What are you doing?" Harry cried out in pain.

The suitcase next to me kept squeezing me, and I had to hold on to the carpet to keep from being squeezed out.Harry's cry of pain startled me so much that I almost let go of my fingers.

Fortunately, the Weasley brothers left after making fun of Ron, and Harry walked in and threw himself on the bed: "Wood is so crazy today-he asked me to train alone for half an hour in advance."

Ron closed the door first, then wandered back to the center of the bedroom for a moment, as if waiting for me to come out.

To be honest, it doesn't matter if I come out now.But my foot got stuck in the suitcase for some unknown reason.The bad guy couldn't squeeze me and I started to shrink back, and my right foot was stuck exactly between the end of the suitcase and the wall.

I don't want them to see me in such a shame, so... I quickly stretched out my left hand and waved at Ron.

"What's the matter?" Harry turned over on the bed, he moved a little too much, the mattress creaked, and I was eating ashes under the bed. "Why do not you speak?"

"...Huh? Say what?" Ron asked dully, getting closer and closer, as if he wanted to lift the sheet and pull me out.

"Do you think Sirius likes Kelly?" Harry asked suddenly.

Ron and I froze.